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The Skin
There's a radio tower here.
I don't like this. It's a bit frightening
I can't see anything, just grapes.
Yeah, there must be some German hidden there.
I hope they don't have any artillery.
Damn it! A good place for an ambush.
You know what? We're here for no reason.
What a drag. This journey never ends.
Maybe it'd be better if we went home Mark.
If the Germans knew that the leader of the Fifth Battalion...
was so close by...
Yes, I know there'd be spies. Relax, Bob.
The Italians are a great people, but they committed a fatal error...
they chose the wrong side.
Now, what could have made them make such a mistake?
We didn't know you.
Well, it doesn't matter, they're on the right side now
Mark Cork's Fifth Battalion will be in Rome...
before Christmas. I'd bet on that.
I'm sure we won't find be conquering, General.
Did you know that no one in all of history...
- Who is this civilian? - conquered Rome from the south?
Mother! Mother!
Cyrus!
Captain, there's something fishy here, and this isn't the Bay of Naples.
- I can hear a waltz. - What the hell are you talking about?
A waltz, you know, music... A waltz!
Wait a minute.
Halt, halt I said!
Captain, I want you to cross to the other side of the street.
Sergeant, take 10 men and go up that ladder!
- Lets go! - I want to know...
what's happening here!
Sergeant, I want you to take some men...
and go to the other side of the street and see if they're in trouble.
Do you think they are?
It could be a trap, Captain.
True, I want you to blow out the brains of the first one...
to make a false move.
Let's go!
Look at the pretty boys! The vitamin A has arrived!
- Why ''A''? - For American!
Hey, you, come over here! Move!
- Me? - Yes, you. Hurry up.
Where are the Germans?
- Nicht Deutschland... - Where are the Germans?
How should I know where the Germans are? They must be in Rome by now.
Why are you looking for Germans in Capri?
He said that they came through here a few days ago, sir.
The fascists? Where are the fascists?
And the fascists? Where are the fascistas?
Fascists im Capri? You're looking for fascists here?
There are ony anti-fascists here, can't you see?
He says that there aren't anymore, just anti-fascists.
Good, listen, tell him I want to know where the enemy is now!
The princess. Look, she's 100% anti-fascist.
I think we have a princess, sir.
- Alright, what do I say to her? - Say...
- Long live the Americans! - Long live the Americans!
- Hurray! - Long live the Americans!
I think you should call the base, sir.
Ah, yes...
- And what should I tell them? - Say that...
Say that we've taken Capri.
- Thank you. - Eagle HQ...
operation Peanut is complete.
Today, the fifth American Battalion and the allied forces...
have occupied the Gulf of Naples...
just one step towards our goal:
the complete liberation of Italy.
When do you expect to be in Rome, sir?
I'm not going to make any guesses...
but if the Germans put up resistance...
they're going to regret it, you can bet on that.
I'd like to ask Captain Malaparte a question, if I may.
Captain Malaparte? Step right up, soldier...
but remember, we're in their home.
Captain Malaparte, how do you justify your alliance...
with the Fifth American Battalion with the fact that...
20 years ago, you were allied with the fascist party?
I believe it was 20 years ago that Winston Churchill...
said during a visit to Italy:
"If I were Italian, I'd ally myself with the facist party''.
I was Italian.
I'd like to say that Captain Malaparte...
spent a good portion of those years in fascist prisons...
and don't forget that. Any more questions?
Yes, sir.
General Alexander says that///
Enough, gentlemen. We'll meet again in Naples.
Alright boys. Take your pictures.
Hurry it up.
Enough. Everyone out. You, wait.
- Yes? - Let me see that.
The left side. Only on the left side
What a beautiful home you have here, Malaparte.
My house is yours, General.
It's a bit far from the front, sadly.
Fronts move, the offer remains.
Thank you.
Good day.
My guest, General Mark Cork...
- Princess Consuelo Caracciolo. - Enchanted.
They say that in Naples your word is law.
- Do you know Naples, General? - No, madam.
But I hope to know it.
It's the oldest city in Europe, did you know?
What the princess is trying to say is that you should be patient...
in regards to the surprises that Naples holds.
Very well...
- What a lovely dog! -His name is Febo.
Mine is named Palma. I found him in northern Africa.
I nearly ran over him with a jeep.
I found him in Russia. He had been injured by the Germans.
Watch... Febo, Heil Hitler!
Be a good boy, Febo. So long.
- Will you return to Capri soon? - We'll see, Vicenzo, we'll see. Good luck.
Take my luggage to the palace.
Be good, Febo!
Look how pretty they are.
- The girls are lovely. - And what do you want?
Is there a problem? It's too early.
Go home, handsome.
Let's go.
- Poggioreale! - Poggioreale!
- Was there a massacre? - Where have you been?
There are massacres every day.
Typhus, famine, infection... there's a bit of everything.
Death has quite an imagination. I'm here all week.
Rich or poor, the funeral is free.
Are we or are we not a democracy?
What, all week? That's bullshit.
You haven't been here for 15 days.
There are only three trucks in Naples for everybody...
weeks are now 15 days long, maam.
You have no respect for the dead.
What's that? No respect for the dead?
Do you expect us to carry them on our backs?
- We can't say a thing. - I told you, we only have three wagons.
Make them walk.
We've been looking at corpses for years, we can't do it anymore.
Make them walk to the cemetery.
- Of course, on foot. - Let's go.
On foot. Let's keep going.
Hello good Christians!
You can't come in here, it's off limits.
This is a restricted area, you can't come in here.
- You know, off limits. - What does off limits mean?
I don't know. Must be American slang.
FORBIDDEN TERRITORY
Off limits.
This crap is always getting worse.
- Hello Concetta. - Look, there go the suits...
on the way to the bank.
So that's the one, huh?
Ah, my dear Mr. Eduardo. Come in!
Não, está fechado. Please, closed.
- Excuse me. - No, close it, please, close it!
Hey, I hear that Italian women have spaghetti...
- growing out of their vagina. - Only tomato sauce!
- Did you slip her some linguini? - Was it all oil and garlic?
It's closed, closed, it's over!
C'mon, behave boys.
C'mon sweet, a kiss...
Ah, I understand. And how many are with you?
There are two, but they eat for six. They're right here.
Let me call her. Rosaria!
Rosaria! Rosaria. Rosaria.
- I'm over here! - Where is Rosaria?
- I'm here! -Rosaria!
- Here! -Rosaria, come here.
Since you know how to speak English...
tell them to leave in ten minutes.
- I have some things to take care of. - Alright.
- Come here, Eduardo. - Listen! Ten minute closed!
Ok? Ten minute closed. We're closing boys.
- Keep calm. - We're going to tear this place apart!
Hey! Shut up, shut up!
Listen, behave yourselves...
or we'll kick you out like we did with the Germans, alright?
And it's going to be in two days, not four.
- Two days, alright? - Alright, alright.
Oh, mother, come here. I have something for you.
Shush girl.
I'll have something special for you later.
- How? - How much do you weigh?
The hat, take off the hat. How much is it?
Sixtyfive kilos, you see?
That's it? You said you ate for six.
My god, Mr. Eduardo, have a little patience!
Kommen Sie! You two.
Come on, let's go.
Look at those two. They eat for six.
- But this one hardly eats anything - Doesn't want to eat?
While the residents of Naples die of hunger...
he refuses to eat. Why are you refusing your pasta?
- Stomach, nicht gut. - How fresh.
Make a tagliatelle, I brought flour.
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